what if where I am is what I need

When you can stay, what happens if you stay for far too long? right here*?, we thought. And rehearsed for 15,000 years, no problem. It’s difficult to remember when we stopped feeling our discrete needs and became part of something far more incomplete and symbiotic. And we are not complaining. We’ve been cared for. And we got better at caring for what’s actually here, with us. “what if where I am is what I need” is a shameless exercise in co-dependency and an attempt to make a habitat of the dysfunctional. The only thing we stubbornly keep on forgetting is that right now*, right here* we are in a theatre and the next show is about to start.